Chapter 867 (1/2)

”Thank you very much.” The horse face spread his hands.

”That place is not far away from shayinglou, which is also our property. It's an arena. Many casual practitioners who lack the training resources will go there to compete with each other. Our Shaying building is the notary public. The winner will get Amethyst, but part of it will be given to us Said the butterfly dance.

”So it is, but will we encounter a strong opponent?” Jiang Hao asked.

”No, they are all monks in the same realm, which can be divided into three levels: front, middle and back. The ratio of early stage to early stage is 1:1, that of early stage and middle stage is 1:2, and that of early stage and late stage is 1:3. ” Butterfly Dance patiently explained.

”I see. Thank you very much. When I come back, I'll be rewarded.” Jiang Hao said sincerely.

”You don't have to pay back. I hope you can get your life back.” Said the horse face.

Jiang Hao did not explain, because the explanation was meaningless. If others believe in you, they believe in you. If you don't believe it, it's meaningless to say more. If you say too much, others will think you are bragging.

What's the point of that?

Therefore, Jiang Hao did not want to waste this time.

Arena.

Seeing someone coming, the mustache opened his mouth and asked, ”are you on the stage or are you here to play?”

”On the court.” Jiang Hao said lightly.

”How much Amethyst is the bet.” Eight character Hu patience asked, look at this person's body bone, even others a move can't pass.

”Five hundred.” All of Jiang haoab's money.

”Five hundred?” The mustache said in surprise.

”Yes, five hundred.” Jiang Hao affirmed.

No matter how many bets you want, you can do whatever you want.

”Bring it.” The mustache reached out.

Jiang Hao groped for a while, looked for a long time, and finally gathered together 500 Amethyst.

This action of him is even more despised by the mustache.

”Sign a life and death certificate!” The mustache threw out a stack of paper. Ordinary friars don't need to sign the death certificate when they come here, but the one in front of us seems to have come to die, so it's safer to sign it.

After several games, it was Jiang Hao's turn.

Standing in the center of the mustache, he yelled, ”500 Amethyst, concentration period, is there anyone to fight?”

As soon as this was said, the pot was immediately fried.